Luyện nghe bài hát Algor Mortis... The Linear Rate Of Cadaveric Cooling

Ravaged, torn, and punctured-the carcass from
wounds
Avulsed and sliced, the weeps pus and purge
with clear, viscous goo
Prior to the incision, before my scalpel is
baptized wet
We the postmortem interval using a simple
algebraic for death...
A direct core temperature measurement,
postmortemly taken, is the of the day
The corpse is on its side and a slit in its
pants is cut in the most way
leak wasted heat and fluid, as the body
cools in a manner
My assistant the thermo-couple probe, a
massive 12-inch long thermometer...
...Freezing hold...
...Corpse cold...
...Cooling blood...
...An icy flood...
...The body a husk; its are spilt...
...This ferocious probing causes no guilt...
...A facet of my profession, this duty sworn...
...I stab forth the as the anus is torn...
conditions of the crime scene are
meticulously
And the room of the dissection room is
dubiously
The temperature of the carcass plummets through
means of
Physical science triumphs over life as heat
radiation...
Moritz's formula is the rule of thumb which I can
derive...
"98.6F - temperature ? 1.5"
This produces the time of death, though
nothing is quite this
Whether oral, rectal, or liver, I shall monitor
the with the greatest zeal...
gelid method of detection has a cold-bloodedly
frigid
Observe the suppuration chill, pool,
and
Witness my severe intubation with
tools
Truculently corps-icles, making purple raw
drool...
...Freezing hold...
...Corpse cold...
...Cooling blood...
...An icy flood...
...Postmortem interval, the at hand...
...Thrusting the probe past the gland...
...The carcass is conquered by cold will...
...Not even bactericidal rot can its chill...